Reborn, Its Time To Save My Family And.. My Enemy!
Chapter 87: A Magic Spell

Chapter 87: A Magic Spell

She sure has a big heart. She dares to fall asleep so casually despite being in the closed carriage with another man.

Damon stared at Olivia for a while before he suddenly leaned on her. It was better to fix her duvet if he wanted his mind to rest. He picked up the duvet and covered her body with it but just as he covered her till her neck, she pushed the duvet away, mumbling something.

Damon frowned. But his eyes couldn’t help but fall on her chest. and he could vaguely see her breasts from this angle.

It was a momentary glance, and Damon hurriedly diverted his gaze away. With a crimson face, he quickly covered her body tightly with a blanket. And to make sure that she did not push the duvet away, he rolled it around her and knotted the corners of the duvet.

After which, he returned to his seat. But it was as if someone had cast a magic spell over his face. He simply stared at her without moving.

Staring at her deeply sleeping form, he found himself going through internal turmoil. Eventually, his rationality lost to his desires, and he slowly lowered his body towards her.

The moment his lips were just about to meet hers, he stopped.

He seemed to be struggling desperately with something, and many emotions flickered across his eyes. A long time later, he eventually decided against tainting her. He tilted his face away to create some distance between his lips and hers, held his breath in silence for a moment before he finally straightened his posture.

He had never touched a woman before, so why could he not control himself? His own thoughts baffled him.

Damon forced himself to look away. He was deeply afraid that he’d really do something disrespectful to her at this rate. So he walked out of the carriage.

The deep night outside of the carriage was incredibly silent. He stared at the night sky and sighed deeply. He never had any romantic feelings toward Oliva. So why was he so attracted to her body? It was not like he had never seen women before. He had seen a few naked women too when the knights brought them to get rid of their exhaustion from the war.

Many women in the village give themself to the brave knights. A few of them offered themselves to him too. But he never felt the desire to touch them.

He was no stranger to the long night, but it looked like this night would be far more torturous and longer than the others. He walked toward the horse and pulled them apart. Then he tied them to different trees. After that, he started walking around flustered. The cool winds of night hardly helped him in feeling better.

He picked up the bottle of water and splashed cold water on his face. The knights had returned by then.

They stared at him in confusion and then at the carriage. Though they did not speak a word. Their eyes kept staring at him with bafflement. They had never seen Damon looking so flustered.

"The lady is sleeping inside. It is not befitting for a gentleman to stay inside in the absence of other staff." he explained, shocking them again.

Damon was a proud man. Even when he was tormented by Oriana or the duke. He had never opened his mouth and complained. Even when the staff had noticed the wounds on his body. He would just hide them, look away and continue doing what he was doing with a proud face.

So, Damon giving them explanations felt like a surreal dream. A knight stared at the sky. It was still night! The sun was not shining at midnight. There was no miracle.

"My lord, are you not returning to the carriage then?" but they did not have spare horses. One of them was already using a mare instead of a stallion.

Damon looked at the knights and then at the limited horses. Even if he wanted to stay.. Suddenly he leapt at the front where the coachman was sitting.

Since they did not bring footmen with them, there was ample space empty beside the coachmen on his long seat.

"I will be sitting here," he announced, making the coach freeze. How could he ride the carriage if their master would sit with him?

The knights were equally baffled. The seat belonged to a servant. For their master to sit there!

"My lord! This seat is.." they felt hesitation but they still could not let him sit there.

"We have shared food to deter. Does the seat really matter?" he titled his head and stared at them. Though he was sitting with them, his strong demeanor, cold and authoritative personality and strong presence made him different from them.

The knights bowed their heads immediately and the carriage started again. The knights could not help but steal a glance at him from time to time. First Damon was working on the file even when he was travelling and then, he left his comfort for his enemy. Could anyone be kinder than their master? The true gentlemen!

If only they knew his thoughts. The cold wind brought his heat under control. Finally Damon was able to get rid of ill thoughts from his mind.

As if the curse was slowly uplifting. He was not imagining her long and slender legs or her ample breasts anymore. His heart slowly started to relax and he finally opened his eyes.

"Since we are here! Let’s talk about the royal palace. What have you..." the knights replied actively as Damon asked them about their experience.

They even shared the shortcomings of their own training ground. Now that his mind was completely distracted. He would not think about Olivia again. A small smile finally crept on his lips.

It was just the heat. As long as he would have another woman, he would never think about Olivia again!

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